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For him it's a hobby and not a profession:
Rai is very clear about this.

He paints because he enjoys it,
the crisp scent of freshly opened tubes
and the dried-glue smell of the canvas,
the slippery glide of colors under his fingertips
or, more rarely, flowing from the bristles of a brush.

Author's Notes

This poem came out of the February 2013 Muse Fusion. It was inspired by a prompt from LJ user Vaerys. It may be sponsored for $7.50 or 8 Torn World credits.